Dreamy Hollow : $b a Long Island romanceBritton, Sumner Charles
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Dreamy Hollow : $b a Long Island romance
Britton, Sumner Charles
Long Island (N.Y.) -- Fiction
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DREAMY HOLLOW
TO THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS
--F. A. B.--
[Illustration: SHE GAZED UPON HIS KINDLY FACE, AND THEN WITH THE JOY OF
YOUTHFUL SPIRITS, PLACED HER HANDS OVER HIS EYES.]
DREAMY HOLLOW
by
SUMNER CHARLES BRITTON
A Long Island Romance
[Illustration: Decoration]
New York
World Syndicate Company, Inc.
Copyright, 1921,
By World Syndicate Company, Inc.
Printed in the U. S. A.
CONTENTS
CHAPTER PAGE
I THE HOUSE OF MYSTERY 1
II WILLIAM PARKINS ARRIVES 19
III A MESSAGE FROM WINIFRED 40
IV A SUDDEN DEPARTURE 49
V THE HAWK SEEKS ITS PREY 61
VI SECRET SERVICE 77
VII THE NEW WINIFRED 96
VIII HENRY UPDYKE DROPS IN 115
IX FORCES BEYOND THE SKIES 133
X THE NURSE TAKES A CHANCE 144
XI MARY JOHNSON 166
XII THE THIRD DEGREE 188
XIII WINIFRED MEETS UPDYKE 216
XIV GEORGE CARVER'S BRIDE 242
XV PARKINS RUNS AMUCK 259
XVI THE HUT ACROSS THE BAY 279
XVII THE WOLF HOUND 288
XVIII FLIGHT OF A SOUL 301
DREAMY HOLLOW
CHAPTER I.
THE HOUSE OF MYSTERY
Dreamy Hollow may be reached three ways--by automobile, aeroplane or
boat through Great South Bay. But to go there without invitation would
have spoiled the welcome, for, at the time of which we write, the master
of this magnificent acreage was a man of square jaw, protruding
forehead, and very punctilious. He also possessed two deep blue eyes
that set far back under brows of extra overhang--eyes that reflected the
soul when tranquil, but in heat of passion, turned to lead.
A forest of trees and kindred foliage protected his gleaming villa from
the prying gaze of curious tourists. Only from the water side could it
be seen at all. When it was learned that the great concrete walls topped
by heavy iron pickets admitted of no entrance except by invitation, the
sight-seeing tourist scorned the gatekeeper's apology and scurried away
along the gasoline trail.
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